(Sorry, sorry for the late update.)
The snow is white and the clothes are like snow. I doubt the snowman is the same thing.
Qin Buyi always felt that this person looked familiar, but she carefully searched her inner memories, but no one matched her number.
Cui Dongshan and Na Qin Bujie smiled big and brightly, then lowered their voices and begged Senior Song to move and watch the battle from a distance, so as not to prevent the two martial artists from being unable to use their hands and feet in this mountain-top challenge.
Then he took Wang Manmeng and the others away from the city gate. Cui Dongshan planned to choose the roof of a high-rise mansion as a place to watch the battle. However, in today's snowy night, the snow and wind were blowing, and the sight was blocked. Qian Houer's realm was too high.
Low, it is destined to be unclear about the punches of both parties. In the previous conversation between Mr. and Han Wanzhan, Cui Dongshan made some moves, and Wang Manmeng was not able to hear it clearly. When he knows the identities of the two parties tonight, he regrets it.
Kill them.
Both sides of Wenquan were facing each other from afar on the street, neither of them were in a hurry to take action.
Han Guanghu stood there, just lifting his boots. When he set foot again, the entire street with more than a foot of snow seemed to be rushed by scalding hot water. The mist rose. When the old warrior slowed down,
Breathing steadily, it was like paving a ground dragon. The road was extremely dry, and the falling snow melted away without waiting for it to hit the ground. In the end, only the area around Chen Ping'an's feet was still covered with snow.
Song Yushao followed Cui Dongshan out of the street and looked back at the strange phenomenon at the corner. The old man smiled, who said we warriors are not immortals?
Cui Dongshan knew very well that why he wanted to take the boxing, of course it had something to do with Han Wanzhan's unethical behavior, but besides that, it also had selfish motives.
I want to make Senior Song feel at ease.
How to rest assured?
It's very simple. As long as the old man has seen with his own eyes the current boxing skills of the boy who carried the sword in the past, he can really feel at ease.
Song Yushao hesitated for a moment, gathered his voices together, and asked the young man in white beside him: "Sect Master Cui, can your husband win?"
While eating hot pot earlier, I heard Chen Ping'an talk about several students and disciples. Cui Dongshan is now the first sect leader of Qingping Sword Sect.
When the old man was alone with Chen Ping'an, he never had any restraints in speaking, so it was nothing to call him by his first name. However, on Cui Dongshan's side, Song Yushao changed his name.
If a junior is academically successful, can write a few couplets, speak a few words of sage teachings, or is named in the golden list, and shines on the lintel of the family, the old man will definitely be happy, but he may not be completely relieved. The officialdom is ups and downs, the official career is treacherous, and the public practice
Intrigue and intrigue... In the same way, when walking in the world, people's hearts are sinister, especially those with good fist skills have nothing to do with good or evil, and we have to admit that the more young people abide by the morality of the world, the easier it is to suffer. Song Yushao is an old man in the world, and it is true.
But he is not pedantic and rigid, so when looking at the road under Chen Pingan's feet, the old man is even more embarrassed. He not only hopes that Chen Pingan will go straight and climb smoothly, but also hopes that this young man who has high hopes for him will not be injured because he believes in morality and follows the rules...
Perhaps this kind of ambivalence only exists among elders who have younger generations.
"Senior Song, just call me Dongshan."
No matter how honest Cui Dongshan is, if he dares to talk nonsense to Han Wanzhan, he is not secretly poking at the disgusting person, but openly provoking him, but he does not dare to smile playfully on Song Yushao.
"My husband will never lose. Even if he is boxing with Cao Ci, on the surface, he has indeed lost four games in a row. But my husband has his own ideas. It is just that the losing boxing is outside and the winning boxing is up to him. But this state of mind is not enough.
For the sake of outsiders, it’s enough for Cao Ci to understand, and of course Senior Song must also be aware of it."
Song Yushao said: "I'm worried about this sudden sparring. Your husband not only wants to win the fist in a grand manner, but also needs to master the proportion and heat. It will be even more difficult and it will be too much of a disadvantage."
A layman can watch the excitement, while an expert can watch the door. Song Yushao's martial arts level is not high, but he has been used to traveling in the world, dealing with all three religions and nine streams, and is familiar with the ways of the world, so he understands the Samadhi in his heart.
Cui Dongshan lowered his head and rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's okay, Senior Song, you don't know, right? Earlier in our Xiandu Mountain Exiled Immortal Peak, Mr. Tong Yezhou Huang Yiyun once taught a boxing match. He was beating her.
This broke the bottleneck of the first level of Qi in the Tenth Realm. Just because the gentleman's punches were very measured, instead of hurting the harmony, Pushan Yuncaotang is now an ally on the mountain who has officially concluded an alliance with Qingping Sword Sect.
For one hundred and two years, the descendants of the two families have had frequent exchanges with each other, which is probably considered a 'family friend' friendship."
Back then in Shushui Kingdom, Song Yushao washed his hands in the golden basin and chose to withdraw from the world. Su Lang, the green bamboo swordsman who had become famous in Songxi Kingdom, broke the rules of the world and insisted on competing with Song Yushao. He had just joined the ranks.
After reaching the golden state, he impatiently visited Jianshui Villa, intending to step on the shoulders of the Sword Master of Shushui Kingdom and secure his position as the best swordsman in several countries in the central Aquarius Continent. However, he was killed by a real man.
The young "Sword Immortal" forced Su Lang to retreat and beat him back into the town. Later, in order to retrieve the bamboo yellow scabbard, Chen Pingan found Ma Guixian during the meeting in the Confucian Temple and even fought.
, he did not hesitate to quarrel with the lineage of the female Martial God Pei Bei and the Daduan Dynasty of Middle-earth. Unfortunately, this boy Chen Pingan took action twice, and the old man had never seen it with his own eyes.
The old man believed in his own judgment of people. When he first met the sword-carrying boy in his hometown, he had already determined that Chen Pingan's future martial arts path would not be slow or bad.
But Song Yushao never expected that this day would come so quickly, so early, so...preemptively.
On the street, Chen Pingan looked around and saw an empty city with only a few spectators.
In the past, at Jianqi Great Wall, it was always very lively whenever the second shopkeeper asked people about boxing.
Han Guanghu reminded: "I still mean it, don't hide your secrets, otherwise Grandmaster Chen will hit people in the face during this questioning."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "After this fight is over as soon as possible, the junior will treat the senior to a drink."
Han Guanghu laughed dumbly, but the young man could say kind words.
Qin Buyi and his party rushed to the city head against the wind. Jian Jian took out the Daquan Dynasty's national sword "Mingquan" from his armpit, brushed away the snow on the wall beside him, and grinned, "No injustice or enmity.
, it’s not like we met on a narrow road, we just met, and now we’re starting to fight?”
Are all pure martial artists who have reached the realm just martial arts idiots who like to fight whenever they meet?
Jian Jian can't help but worry a little bit. Will Old Han be okay? Everyone in the world says that boxing is afraid of young people, so he would kill the old master with random punches. What's more, Old Han has fallen into trouble now, and has found the root cause of his illness. He coughs every day. He carries those few pills with him.
Bottles of miraculous medicine from the mountains always treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If Mr. Zeng hadn't reminded Jian Ming not to be willful, Jian Ming would have wanted to go to the Qinghu Palace in Qingjing Mountain to steal a few "feathering pills". On the other hand, the young hermit official, still young and strong,
He has risen very quickly, and he has seen big scenes. Now he is at the peak of his power. His weather, state of mind, physique, and momentum are all at their peak. Mr. Han really knows how to pick an opponent, how to fight?
Pine resin said: "Don't worry, the murderous intent of both parties is not heavy, and they will stop it. If we meet, the opportunity is rare. The competition between martial arts masters is not as good as the battle between immortal masters. The latter is difficult to find out and fill in the gaps. When a martial artist asks about boxing, as long as he does not use ruthlessness,
If the hand is not focused on life and death, even if it is injured, it will be of great benefit in the long run."
How many masters are there in a continent? In Aaizhou, where martial arts are rare, only Pei Axiang from Lei Gong Temple is in the tenth level of martial arts. If Pei Axiang wants to learn martial arts, he has to travel across continents.
I would definitely not go to Luzhou. Wang Fusu, an old man with a bad mouth, is the number one martial artist in Liuxiazhou, and she is a woman. In addition, Pei Axiang himself does not travel far and likes peace and quiet.
Therefore, after reaching the final level, he punched very few times, resulting in Pei Axiang still not being able to reach the first level of Guizhen.
Mr. Zeng said with a smile: "This is because neither of them has murderous intent. As for the murderous intent in them, it is due to their respective fists being too strong. In the eyes of laymen, it becomes murderous intent."
There is no doubt that neither of them have murderous intentions. Whether it is Han Wanzhan of Jinjiazhou or the young hidden official in the summer palace, in a broad sense, they can be regarded as comrades standing side by side. Maybe deep down in their hearts, both sides have a little sympathy for each other.
It’s just that Mr. Han is too thin-skinned to say anything. After all, if it weren’t for the army of the Wild Demon Clan, they would have been blocked at the Great Sword Qi Wall for many years. Especially compared to the expectations that were first deduced, the Savage Clan would have been blocked at the Great Sword Qi Wall.
At least two to three more years are needed outside, which means that the Zhongtu Confucian Temple and Jinjiazhou Mountain have two or three more years of preparation. Otherwise, Jinjiazhou's casualties will be even more severe, and tens of millions more people will die at every turn.
However, it is no child's play for two people to compete in a boxing match. As long as one party wants to determine a clear winner, any accident may happen.
Besides, the punches that Mr. Han used to press the bottom of the box were indeed very powerful.
Qin Buji patiently explained: "To put it simply, martial artists practice boxing and temper their bodies. The reason why they have to constantly ask people about boxing is that stones from other mountains can attack jade. The human body is a small world, the muscles and bones are like the veins of mountains and rivers, and the blood is like the rivers of Dadu."
, a good Wenquan is like moving mountains and rivers, breaking and then erecting, creating a smooth path, which can make a breath of pure Qi flow faster. In the history of Haoran, it is said that there have been several great masters with extremely profound martial arts attainments.
In addition to his own boxing skills, he is also extremely good at teaching and feeding others. Not only can he move mountains and seas for the younger generation, but he can even help others recover from their injuries. Of course, this is just a rumor."
Mr. Zeng said: "I am fortunate enough to have met two of the masters that Daoist Fellow Qin calls him."
Jian Ming asked curiously: "Which two?"
Mr. Zeng said slowly: "Zhang Tiaoxia from China and Cui Cheng from Aquarius Island."
Jian Jian said: "Of course I have heard of Zhang Tiaoxia, who was the best martial artist in the world before Pei Bei. Everyone knows about it. But who is this Cui Cheng? He is actually a local martial artist in Aquarius Continent. Why?"
Not famous?"
Mr. Zeng said: "Martial men at the foot of the mountain are not monks on the mountain. Their lifespan is limited. The road to death is not a word deliberately used by monks to belittle martial artists. Therefore, often after a hundred years, people and deeds are just old stories that can be called anecdotes.
The almanac is over, and this person has always regarded himself as a scholar. Later, there was a family incident, and the name was removed from the family ancestral hall genealogy. Now you young people in Aquarius Continent have never heard of this name. It is not surprising. "
Qin Buyi suddenly said: "Senior Brother Zhang once met a foreign scholar in scholar's clothing who was traveling in the Middle Earth Divine Continent. At that time, the old man seemed to be in a state of despair. He only claimed that his surname was Cui and did not want to reveal his real name. He was sometimes sober and sometimes crazy, as if he was a little mad.
There were signs of being possessed. A chance encounter. Because they met and liked each other, the senior brother was unwilling to explore the identity of the other person. He just escorted this person for a journey through mountains and rivers. Whenever this person was awake, he talked well and was knowledgeable. Among them,
This sentence is still fresh in Senior Brother Zhang's memory. This person once said that when a man conducts his life, he should be truthful in his words, sincere in his treatment of others, upright in his conduct, rigorous in his studies, and reasonable in his punches."
Mr. Zeng nodded with a smile and said: "What Cui Cheng has wanted in his life is actually simple to say, but it is just to do it in the right way."
Qin Buyi glanced at the man in a blue cotton-padded coat. Could it be that this man's rough situation was also the work of the person who gave you the knife?
The three lines of purging wronged people have different levels of layout in the eight continents of Haoran. Only in Aquarius Continent, it seems that because Xishan Jianyin's line ran into a wall and suffered a big suffering, they all quit quickly. Qin
It is said that the senior brother who was not suspicious was able to leave Aquarius Continent alive with several direct disciples because someone missed the old friendship and made an exception to let them go.
Mr. Zeng laughed from the bottom of his heart and said: "No matter how courageous I am, I would not dare to trade with Cui Cheng on credit. Otherwise, I will be tired of life and destined to be unable to leave Aquarius Continent."
There were two groups of spectators, Qin Buyi and the others were on the city head side, while Cui Dongshan had chosen a high-rise rooftop with a relatively wide view.
When the two people on the street were about to throw a punch, Chen Pingan suddenly raised his head, looked towards the city, and waved his hand.
Han Guanghu didn't know what was going on, neither punching nor holding back was right, and he couldn't look back stupidly. If Chen Pingan took this opportunity to suddenly attack, wouldn't he end up being knocked down by a few punches?
To be continued...